Tagged: winter

Dahila Wolf X I Hate Blonde

DSC_9732DSC_9689DSC_9699DSC_9736DSC_9720DSC_9693DSC_9734Hey guys! Stoked to announce that I’ve teamed up with Dahila Wolf to bring you the blogger battle contest. Dahlia Wolf, the brand that made my awesome overalls and this mint dress and fur blazer, is offering one lucky follower a full wardrobe! You can click here to enter the contest. I really love every piece they’ve sent me, they’re not like your typical e-commerce site. They actually make their own pieces, which makes them super fun to style and wear out.

Anyways, get a head start on the contest & vote for me (duh!)¬†and let’s get a dope fresh wardrobe for spring!


white fur blazer by Dahlia Wolf

teal v-cut dress by Dahlia Wolf

necklace by Sequin

photos by Kohl Murdock

crystal ball

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hamptons top by Wildfox Couture

cream hamptons vacation pant by American Apparel

mirror aviators by Wildfox Couture

cotton candy coat by Nastygal

photos by Melly Lee

Louder Than Bombs

IMG_7557 IMG_7583 IMG_7619 IMG_7646 IMG_7654In the room downstairs, she sat and stared. Everything she wants costs money. And she doesn’t even like me. Why should your heart not dance? Drifting off to sleep, I thought about her. Her arms and legs in the flowers. Careless and removed from this town. They took to the silence. They spoke without sound or progression. A hand in a hand, a blue eye melt. Love yourself, then let it go. Then love the world.

union jack sweater by wildfox

spike fur coat by UNIF

blue aviators by wildfox

photos by Lauren Engel